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Days are lonely, nights are cold,

night after night

I wish I were lying in your arms

When the nights get stormy,

and the raindrops pelt on my window

I wet my pillow with my tears

wishing we could be together,

cos' you are not here with me

loved you right from time

but you just do not know

so many things I need to say to you

but I'm scared of rejection

nobody loves being rejected;

by the one they love, especially.

Sometimes, I wonder

do you ever think of me?

So many questions,

so many things that may be left unsaid

You are all I have ever dreamed for

and more,

Like they say

time will tell,

but for now,

Looking back

sweet memories

of you and I together.

You were my hero

and I was

your sweetest heart

I loved you

with all my being

I thought you felt the same way too

but no,

I was wrong.

Your touch

your kiss

the way you made me feel

Oh baby,it is all

coming back to me

my nights are cold

my days are lonely

cos' there is no longer

you in my life

I toss

I turn

I scream

cos' the pain is so intense

Fighting the urge

to pick up my phone

and call you

just to tell you

that I am

still in love with you

everytime you come around

the tension is so thick

I could cut it with a knife

but baby

the bitter truth is

I GOT TO LET YOU GO.

As I lay in my bed, eyes staring upwards into the semi darkness, gradually getting accustomed to the semi darkness, I could make out a faint silhouette of my old, rickety chair, the only piece of furniture in this shack I called a room.
I groped for my torchlight beside my matress and pointed it in the direction of the clock.It was 6. am; a new day had begun. I could hear the faint rustle of leaves as the birds chirped to signal the resumption of a daily routine of nest building. I could hear my neighbours stirring to activity in preparation for a new day.I rose up lazily, picked up my old bristly toothbrush, rubbed some salt on the wellworn bristles, went outside to brush my teeth. I came in afterwards, picked up my iron bucket, went to the water tap that served the whole compound,fetched some water with which I took my bath.I threw my threadbare shirt over my back, slipped into my worn out trousers, slipped my feet into sandals that had seen better days.I stood at my doorsteps, looked ahead, not looking at anything in particular. I just stared into space; the tears welled up in my eyes because all I could see around me was wretchedness. The future looked bleak, all I could see was poverty all around me. I had nothing to look forward to.I flicked the tears away with my bony wrists and trudged out.With no destination in mind, I approached the market place. "Phil", I turned as I heard my name. I saw my friend John, running toward me. There was this look he had on his face, the look of a man who had just struck gold. He took me aside and led me into a secluded place. Looking sneakily from left to right to see if anyone else was there. Seeing none, he reached into his underpants and brought out something. "Oh my!" I screamed below my breath. "A gun!' He hushed me."I want you to accompany me somehwere", he said. I obliged.We trudged along until we arrived at a neighbourhood. We approached a house in that neighbourhood. John signalled for me to wait outside for him. He went in.One minute,two minutes,5 minutes, Thief! Thief! Thief! I heard the screams coming from inside the house. I saw John spring out with the speed of a bullet from the house."What the, He whistled past me before I could say a word. I was in a daze, transfixed to the spot. Before I could gather my wits together, I saw the mob advancing toward me with matchetes, wielding big sticks and clubs. I could see the anger, I could see the hatred in their eyes, I could feel it seeping through their pores. I could see that they were hungry for blood. I tried to run but it was too late. The angry crowd had closed in on me. Blows descended on me. I could feel sticks, matchetes and clubs punding on my head, neck chest, awwww! my legs, I looked around for a way to escape, I saw none. I could feel my own blood flowingfreely down my face, into my mouth, all over my body. I was in so much pain."Burn him", I heard a voice say. Out of nowhere, tyres appeared, they were put around my writhing body."Petrol please", I heard another voice ask. I felt a cold liquid poured all over me, I could see someone strike a match.In that split second, my whole life flashed before me; I could see my mother on her deathbed, asking me to stay off bad freinds. "Bad friends corrupt good manners, my son", I could hear her saying. I could see myself as a child, playing happily with not a care in the world.Suddenly, the air smelled fresher, the grass looked greener, I became very aware of my surroundings and alas, I knew I wanted to live. I tried to spring up and run but it was too late.I was enveloped by flames, I tried to free myself but I was too weak to help myself. The heat was unbearable. The flames leaped and licked at me with increasing ferocity, searing my flesh. In that instant, I knew the end had come. I felt a numbness creep up on me even in the intense heat. Gradually, the noises were fading, my eyes dimmed as a very heavy sleep took me over then all I could see was darkness, darkness, darkness,

Diary of the unborn baby
February 14, 2007 (week 1)

Today, a new life was formed. Oh! my new home feels so soft and warm and wet. I am just a

mass of cells now but hey, I cannot wait to have my own hands, legs, mouth and all those things

human beings have. Are you wondering how I know about legs et al? Let us just say I know,

after all, I am human.

Week 3:

I am loving this "home". My mother sure knows how to - Mother?! Oh, I wonder what she looks

like.

Though I know about hands and legs, I have yet to know what a human being looks like. Tough

luck! I am getting tired of waiting for my hands and legs!

March 14,2007 (week 4)

Oh Boy!!! I can feel myself moving! I feel kinda different today. Yayyyyy!!!!! I am beginning to

have hands and legs and all those things I wanted. I even think I am going to have eyes and

ears!!! wait!!! what is that thumping sound in my chest? Oh well, I hope I am okay.

I am so happy that at last, I am beginning to have my own hands, feet, eyes and nose, wait a

minute, I even have a tail! WOWWW!!!

I can imagine myself running with my little feet to wrap my little arms around my mother's

neck; I will pick flowers and stick them in her hair. I feel like bursting with love for my mother!

What on earth is that creamy liquid pouring all over me? It sure tastes good and whatever it is,

momma sure knows how to eat well. Oh!!! I cannot wait to gaze up at her lovely face.

March 21 (week5)

It is so quiet in here. Nothing much happened to me today. Quite an uneventful day. Oh well, I'll

just go to sleep.

March 22:

Oh!!! I had a wonderful dream while I slept. I dreamt I was a little girl with brown hair, round

eyes and the cutest little mouth. Oh, and guess what too, I saw my mother in my dream! She is

beautiful, I am going to look just like my mummy. She has the most beautiful brown eyes,

brown hair, a cute nose and the most beautiful smile.

I dreamt that she lifted me up in the air and kissed my lips. I hugged my mother in my dream.

Was really comforting and reassuring. Oh! how much I lovemy mother. I cannot wait to be outta

here so I can be with her for real. I am so excited!!!

March 23

Oh NO!!! Today my mother killed me!!!!